The Girl He Craves

The Girl He Craves By Demiah13 Chapter 75

75

Sophie’s pov

I feel the blood drain from my face as I read the note over and over again.

And every single time, I felt nausea crawl up my throat and feel the squeezing of my heart.

It’s painful.

Knowing he slept with her brought on pain, it hurt me so badly that I couldn’t breathe properly. I shakily closed the draw in disgust, my eyes filling up with tears.

Did he f**k her before he f**ed me or after?

My heart squeezed even more as the thought hit me.

I gripped the phone harshly, my fingers trembling.

I bit into my bottom lip, nearly splitting it in the process.

This hurts.

And I know it shouldn’t.

I breathed out a shaky breath, blinking but that only re- sulted in the tears to roll down my cheeks.

My lungs burn and I shakily place the phone on the desk.

Come on Sophie. Get a grip!

He has hurt you before, you knew he was a manwhore. Nothing has changed. Why are you still making this hurt you?

I let out shaky breaths, hoping to ease my heart and stop the burning in my throat.

I was supposed to be strong when it comes to him and yet I am still the girl who gets butt hurt when Aiden does things like this.

I gripped the edge of the desk and pushed the chair back a little and buried my face in my hands.

whispered, soaking my palms with

tears.

him hurt me when he clearly didn’t have to

lowly, feeling

was here she’d surely smack you across your

tried to comfort myself but instead, the tears kept flow- ing because inwardly I knew that my s**pid heart still loved

mean that I had to succumb to

we were over crying over him, Sophie?

not like you two were ever a thing. You were never a

would only hurt you and keep hurting

My

was right. Aiden would always hurt me. And I should’ve seen

just said to me messed with my head and my heart again and I unknowingly opened my heart for

this would happen sooner or later. Now pull

don’t care about what he

my eyes, straightening my

I got this.

bothering to look at the nasty red lace thong I slammed the draw

on Ashton. Not his a**ole of a

my hair and then wiped

eyes and cheeks are dry, I make sure the phone is working and dialed Mila’s

times before her curious and confused voice fluttered through the

knocking on each

at

cleared my throat.

phone did you steal because….” She drawled out

before opening them to con- fess. “I’m

my throat hurt- ing

Mila rushed

my lids. “He uhm….” Sighing I continued. “He kind of forced

threw me over his shoulder and literally didn’t let me go

here with- in shockingly only ten minutes with cops and a

She was that crazy.

thing?

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